Here are some lovely pictures I took this morning around Belfast; slowly awakening after a very long, very cold, very snowy winter. I’m restless, so I’m just going to grab the spring lamb by the balls and drag it into summer. Dammit.
“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want—oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
― Mark Twain